Comments | lighthematch: temporary scars

lighthematch

temporary scars

Jun 01, 2005 23:22

So the cd burner is broken. keyboard fell on it when it was spitting out a freshly burned mix for Sally the Jetta. anyway, this inspired me to download a whole bunch of awesome music--most of which is work-friendly. lots of soundtracks (most of wes anderson's movies, plus eternal sunshine of the spotless mind and donnie darko ( Read more... )

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ohbusiness June 2 2005, 17:07:09 UTC

i blame george lucas

lucy_ferr June 3 2005, 00:45:32 UTC

Oh man, bad acting? Could they have gotten a worse new Vadar? But I have yet to go see it.

katnunchuck June 3 2005, 06:24:16 UTC

i love watching the simpsons and playing monopoly stoned!!! AHHHHH!!!!

i want to be stoned and have somebody tell me the "AAALLLLL the ovens?" story.
especially if the person telling the story were mama c. accompanied by tara.

lucy_ferr June 4 2005, 05:15:17 UTC

I just remembered...
The Americans have a MySpace account for their band...and where there's the Americans, there's Kevin and Lucas. I'm pretty sure they're all still in San Diego.

Brett and I are trying to find a way to make contact with him too because we both miss him sorely. And...we've started planning a scheme to get all of them up here because people are ready for the scene again up here. Everybody tells Brett's band that when they play. They're just the only steady punk band up here. All others are sixteen year old kids with five minute bands that play simple and shallow three chord punk.
The Sand Diego scene is past dead.
We want to get them up here because it'd be The Americans and two other people who only need a drummer. Three bands. Let the revival begin!
In like a year or two...when we get them to agree and set up plans.

i am you and you are me? crazycheezwhiz June 7 2005, 05:47:09 UTC

Greetings and salutations.
I too saw the Lucas film, and with lowest of expectations, was not let down! Natalie Portman is truely a dumb girl... agreed.
Obi's mustache, (his full beard, but in particular the mustache) rocks my socks from here to eternity. Because of this I had to sacrifice my beard to the gods. It was my destiny, just like the piece of flesh I left smeared across the cement on an early Saturday morning was destined to depart my finger. It matters little in the grand scheme of things- soon my finger shall grow back courtesy mutant healing factor... and soon the mandolin will ring true.